Lost memory​᭄∘˙✧ (Wanderer X reader)

house of blood ✧*​᭄

"Shit..."

You took a step forward hesitating whether you should open the door while a whole load of panicked thoughts came into your head.

You took a deep breath and bit your tongue opening the door and peeking out of it.

And there he stood the beautiful man with a kasa hat.

You still kept your hood on peeping through the slit in the door while the was an awkward silence with raindrops tapping on the roof and on the already soaked dirt making more slush on the floor.

And he broke that awkward silence holding your blade in a handkerchief

"I'm supposing this is yours?"

You didn't know how to answer but muttered

"Thank you.."

you reached for the knife but then your hands started shaking just remembering what you had done..

"guilt.. Again how wonderful"

You snatched the knife quickly and apologized but as he was about to leave,almost shutting the door you realized it was still raining..

You looked at the dagger and saw his tinge of purple hair and an electro symbol in the reflection

"Excuse me sir.."

You walked outside and he stopped to look at you he didn't speak but he listened even in the middle of thunder.

"to return a favor and as an apology it's still raining..so I wanted to ask if you would like to come in?"

He frowned it wasn't that noticeable since he seemed to always have a grumpy,stoic expression

"It would be a waste of my time."

you blinked but you weren't going to argue

"If you so please"

And you turned around to go back to your home

Kunikuzuhi's POV:

As she went inside and closed the door I looked at my hand and stood in the pouring rain

It smelt of blood..

Not mine maybe because of the dagger that girl lost even if you wash the blood off, the scent only fades away with time

The blood was as fresh as the rain.

Every moment I stood next to that house the aroma of blood stained my nose, I had a suspicion and saw something in that girl.

Why did her hands quiver at the sight of the knife? It was clean or not when I saw my reflection in the knife I also saw her gaze while she looked right at me.

She seemed almost dull maybe a bit of emotion here and there,but everything she did was blank

Like a white canvas.

So what if I ripped the paper? Or maybe..

Painted something new.

The girl covered her face yet I could still see something in her, I couldn't see her eyes yet he still felt her gaze

The emotions that cursed me into what I have to go through now made me feel something

I took in my surroundings and saw lumps of dirt,almost like graves

He felt curious.

So much so, it killed the cat and I wanted to see for myself what this human was like.

"All humans are filthy pieces of trash, but maybe there would be no harm in exploring one hm."

Even though we had just met he felt almost drawn to that woman.

Like we had something in common.

Something we could share

So I walked back to the door and knocked

Once

Twice

No answer..

Again

No answer

And just as I was about to knock the fourth time and then take my leave she opened the door.

"It's you again, you reconsidered my offer I suppose?"

I nodded and then spoke

"May I come inside?"

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Sorry it was so short 😭